After a long, exhausting journey through the mountains, Elionna and Azrael finally reached the temple. It was carved into the side of the cliff, its entrance guarded by two massive stone statues. The air felt different here, heavy with ancient magic, and Elionna could sense the power of the Starblade pulsing in her hands.
Azrael turned to her, his face serious. "This is it, Elionna. The Starblade will guide you inside. But remember, the temple holds many secrets—some of which may be dangerous."
Elionna took a deep breath and stepped forward, the Starblade glowing brightly as she approached the entrance. As she passed beneath the statues, the ground trembled, and the temple doors slowly creaked open. Inside, the darkness seemed to swallow everything, but Elionna's blade illuminated the path ahead.
With each step, the weight of her destiny settled more firmly on her shoulders. She was ready to face whatever awaited her in the depths of the temple, for she knew that her journey was just beginning.